Emotion flits across her face. “Well, I’m sure you’ve brushed up on your skills since then.” I’m only confused for a moment before realization rams into me. She thinks I’ve been with other women. The thought almost makes me laugh, and yet, I play along. “Does that bother you, Gray?” She ducks into a dim side street, pulling me with her. “Are you going to fix this, or should I?” She’s still attempting to unravel the braid when I lean against the wall. “That wasn’t an answer.” “What do you want me to say?” she huffs, whipping the braid behind her. “That you braiding another woman’s hair bothers
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